bury my ashes
in a sea of lost hopes,
let them drift away,
carried off in the crashing waves.
watch them slowly sink to the bottom,
never to be seen again.
you may have my ashes,
shall you ever find them,
for they are
buried in the ocean,
a sea of lost hopes...
dreams...
forgotten and barely just believing
bury my ashes,
save them from falling
just beyond you're reach,
scatter them on the ground,
detatched and distant,
everything has changed.
widening the gaping hole,
seperating the real from the fake,
there lay my ashes,
wise and aged with time.
no one has forgotten them,
they held them close,
waiting and shuddering,
as they listen now-
do you hear the screams?
as they finish this crimson silence
all that is left
is the beating of your heart |
